There is a lot of truth in this story, and some fantasy. The very last paragraph is part of the fantasy. The story contains oral, vaginal and anal sex. It also contains rape and revenge. I think the truth and the context justify everything being in the story that is in here. I am interested in your comments. The real events were in the mid-1960's.
I arrived at the new base on August 25th after a twenty hour flight from the states. The new base was small, very small. There were less than three hundred men on the entire base and in my unit (Intel Ops) less than fifty. I was twenty and out of tech school just a month. This was my first permanent duty station. The road from the main gate to the base commander's office was about three hundred yards long. After that it went another three hundred yards and that was the end. Along the road were the motor pool, the supply warehouse, a chow hall, a small theater and bowling alley, five barracks and the Ops building. Surrounding the base were hundreds of antennas, all with wires and cables that led to the Ops building.
The ride on the bus was an hour and a half from the national airport up into the mountains. There were three people on the bus; the driver, a master sergeant, and me. The driver had two stripes and I had two. The master sergeant had six. The master sergeant didn't say a word while in the bus. He didn't look at the landscape as we drove up into the lush, green jungle of mountains. I did.
At the base the bus stopped in from of the base commander's office and we were told this was the "end of the line." I waited for the MSgt to get off before I even stood up. I gathered my duffel bag and followed him into the office.
We both met the base commander, a Captain in the Air Force, and the office staff. The MSgt was shown what would be his office as of 0700 tomorrow morning. I was told how to find my barracks and how to find the Ops building. I was done in the office and left.
By the time I had been on the base a month I had seen the First Sergeant (the MSgt's new title) twice: once when we arrived and once in the chow hall. He looked just as happy both times. The people I spoke to who had dealings with him found him as nasty and unfriendly as I had. I made up my mind to avoid him whenever possible.
My work was inside the Ops building. It was classified so it was never spoken of outside the building. Partially because of that but more because most of us were young and single and horny what we did when we weren't working was ride the bus into town and either look for woman or go to one of the places where a woman could be rented by the hour, night or weekend.
I found a friendly woman who was not, shall we say, a business woman (hooker) and started a relationship with her. Whenever my shifts at work allowed and her work schedule in the hospital where she worked allowed we were together. She was Chinese, about five one, very slender and as petite as you would imagine she would be, just short of looking too skinny. Her shiny black hair hung past her waist. She became my tour guide. We traveled all over the island where we lived. She taught me as much Chinese as I could learn and I taught her as much English as she could absorb. Life was good.
Our third weekend together she planned a trip by train for us. One day down island to another city and the next day back. We took pictures and she showed me shrines and temples and things that most non-Chinese don't get to see. At the end of the day she led me along a street into a building that had a sign out front only in Chinese. Inside I discovered the sign said HOTEL.
She handled the transaction at the desk and led me into a tiny elevator. It creaked up three floors and opened into a small hallway with three doors. She opened one and led me in, and locked the door three ways. After the door was closed and locked she faced me. She didn't look me directly. Her head was bowed.
Softly she said, "You like fuck me?"
The answer of course was yes. I had not pushed in that direction because she was not a business woman and I did not know how the local customs were about unmarried sex, or sex between locals and foreigners.
She stepped to me and helped me undress. She folded each piece of clothing as they came off and stacked them on the chest near the bed. When she pulled my military boxers down I was already hard and my shaft bounced in front of her.
I pulled her upright and began undressing her. It wasn't as romantic as I thought it might have been. I slowly unbuttoned her blouse, kissing the skin as it was exposed. I held her hips with one hand while I unbuttoned her blouse. I was really getting into it when the blouse was completely unbuttoned. That seemed to be a signal to her. She took the blouse off and folded it neatly, stacking it next to my clothes. I brought her back to me and took her pants loose. She immediately stepped out of her shoes and took the pants off as soon as I had the fastenings loose. I wanted to take them off slowly, with kisses and caresses. She had them folded on top of her blouse in seconds.
She stood in front of me stiffly, in just her bra and panties. They were not sexy and I didn't care. I thought they looked like the kind of bra and panties the Chinese army might issue. I wondered if the bra was bullet-proof.
I reached for the bra and she moved in a blur. Suddenly she stood before me with both bra and panties in her hand. He breasts were small and capped with hard small nipples and areolas. There were no tan lines showing where a bathing suit had been or tan lines at her neck or on her arms.
She kept watching my cock. I reached for her and hugged her to me. She squeezed my ass and asked again, "You want fuck me?"
"Yes," I said.
She turned and led me to the bed. She flopped onto the bed on her back and then spread her legs. It looked mechanical to me. I asked, "Have you done this before?"
She smiled at me with fear and anxiousness in the smile and said, "No." That was at nine p.m. Between nine p.m. and three in the morning I taught her all I knew and we invented and discovered a lot about her body and mine that had been undiscovered before that night. She had read some books in Chinese and wanted to see if what they had said was possible and if possible would she enjoy.
Mostly the things she remembers were possible and she loved almost everything. My hands were too big for her to accept one inside her ass. In her enthusiasm she bet me that within a month she could do it. I figured that meant would have to practice so I made the bet.
We fucked on the bed, in the tub, in the shower and on the balcony watching the sun rise. When we checked out of the room my dick felt like someone had taken two layers of skin off and that the area where she kept slamming either her pubic bone against mine or mine against hers felt bruised. I was still tired and I felt great. I noticed that she walked a bit differently than she had on the way to the hotel. I asked her the name of the hotel. She blushed and said, "Happy Bed Hotel". We laughed on the way to the train.
The next weekend we went to another place and another Happy Bed Hotel. It cost $10 US for the room. Even on my small funding I could afford these trips. Then something I hadn't anticipated happened.
On a Wednesday I was working a swing shift, four in the afternoon til one in the morning. One of the guys came in and said he had been by the First Sargeant's office and saw him posting the promotion lists. He was proud to say that he had made e-4 in the Army. On my meal break I walked over and checked the lists. I had made e-4 as well. My first thoughts were of what the extra money would do for our sexy, fun times together.
The next time we were together I gave her a surprise. I had searched and found a place where I could buy sexy bras and panties for her. The sales girls in the shop giggled a lot but were very helpful. They wanted to know what size and I didn't know. So, all three sales girls stripped to the waist and asked me which was closest to the size I wanted. They "forced" me to handle all six breasts before I made my decision. When I decided they were happy to show me what the bras I picked would look like on. I picked four; two that were skin colored, one red and one black. The skin colored were just lace and showed everything. The red was only the bottom half of the bra and the top half of the sales girl's nipples showed. The black was a nylon stretch that was transparent.
As a tip I bought each of the sales girls a bra. They each picked one like the red half bra I had picked. They put them on and had me kiss their nipples. They said that when I came back I was to buy panties and they would let me fuck them. I figured these ladies did a good business with the Americans on the island.
That night I took Mai Ling to the NCO Club in the city. Since I had been promoted I was able to go there. I knew the food was good and they had dancing. We had a wonderful evening. We saw three of the other men that I worked with in the Ops building and they smiled when we made eye contact. Just before we left I saw the First Sergeant sitting at a table with a woman I assumed was his wife. She was a bit overweight and had a scowl on her face. The First Sergeant didn't look happy either.
